Book your ticket to happiness with Sun Express Airlines. And Good evening. This is Crime Classics. I am Thomas Highland. I'm going to tell you another true crime story. Listen.

The sound you hear is that of a man having his right-hand hook filed. It's Saturday night in

London town and he wants to be gleaming and presentable. The year is 1739 when a well sharpened hook in London town was considered prudent and Captain Ratte, that's R-A-T-T, besides being a drunkard, the scoundrel and a smuggler, was a prudent man.

The young man handling the file is named Charles Drew Jr. and he is performing this intimate little iron-mongery because he needs a favor down. Captain

Rat can help him out. He can supply the youngster with an alibi and Junior badly needs

one for he has just shot his father dead.

And tonight, my report to you on the shrapnel body of Charles Drew Sr. Crime Classics, a new series of true crime stories taken from the records and newspapers of every land from every time.

Your host each week, Mr. Thomas Highland, Connoisseur of Crime, Student of Violence, and Teller of Murders.

Now once again, Mr. Thomas Highland. The The year, as I've told you, is 1739, and the place, Long Melford in the county of Suffolk.

Long Melford was a small quiet town near London, and in it a manner, and in the manner a high-vaulted room of roaring

fire, great shadows and flying buttresses. Directly beneath the buttress that flew

toward the west, two men, father, son, Charles Drew, senior, junior.

Yes, father? The time is come for you and I to have a talk.

I'm grateful.

There are things vexing me.

Perhaps what I have to tell you will answer your vexation.

I'm very fortunate.

I've tried to be a good father.

A most excellent father.

There's no one richer than you in Long Melford.

Which is what I want to talk with you about.

I know.

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